My Boyfriend is the Devil (Minsung)

Chapter 7

*Jisung POV*

Minho is fast asleep on the bed snoring loudly. I can see the marks I left on him peaking out from his shirt. I stare out the window at the city. I'm happy that I'm here but I know I have to go back soon to give my answer. If I decide to stay in hell I will only get to see him once every five years but I don't I can see him everyday. I draw a pentagram on the window with the dust. I only want to look in. A hand with claws grabs me and pulls me in.

"Minho" I scream hoping to wake him up. If he manages to get through the portal he wouldn't land where I'm going to land. The claw rips me through the sky and throws me into a chair. I look around confused. I can feel my demon form taking over my body.

"Your place is here!" My father yells.

"I belong with him!" I yell.

"He means nothing to you" He snaps.

"He means everything to me"

"What do you know about him! Nothing! What will you do when he grows old, while you remain young? What will you do then" He screams.

"I'll grow old with him" I snap standing up so fast that the chair goes flying.

"Get out" He snaps. I leave quickly making my way to the stairs. I plop down on window and stare out at the vast redness. The ground is black and the sky is red. It's horrible. I open the viewing portal hoping to see Minho but all I see is a trashed room and a broken window. He must be here then. I bolt out of my room flying down the stairs and to the gates. My father stands smirking evilly with a sword in his hand pointed at me.

"Where is he!?" I yell. He doesn't answer. I try to push past him but the guards hold me back.

"You do not rule this place make them stand down" I snap demonically.

"Throw him down" He says. The guards pull me past him. They drag me down the stairs into the dungeon. 

In the dungeon they drag me past the river styx filled with souls begging to get out. The reaper must be out again, his boat isn't there. They throw me into a cage and tie my hands.

"Jisung?" I small voice says. I look around trying to find the voice. I then see Minho crying in the corner, he looks beaten. I brake the ropes and reach through the bars but I can't reach him. He does the same but we can't reach. Our fingers are close, I can feel his warmth.

"Did they do anything to you?" I ask.

"They just roughed me up a little but I'm fine" He says. He looks down and wipes away tears.

"I heard what you said, to your father" He says. My face heats up and my heat skips a beat.

"Y-y-ou did?" I stutter. He nods and smiles.

"I wouldn't mind growing old with you" Minho and the girl who I am supposed to marry say.  I push myself away from her as much as I can. She glares at Minho. She snaps her fingers, Minho's chains tighten and his mouth is sown shut. She turns her attention back to me. She walks through the bars and kneels down in front of me. She grabs my horns and pushes my head back. I struggle to break from her grip but she is too strong. My chains tighten pulling my arms behind my head. She presses her lips against mine but I don't respond. I knee her in the gut but it doesn't do anything. 

"You cannot hurt a royal demon" She says standing up. Her white horns, eyes, hair, and dress glow against the flames. I blend in with the flames. She now stands in Minho's cage. She traces her fingers along his body.

"Get off of him!" I scream as I struggles to get out of my chains. She ignores me and pulls on the collar of his shirt. Her fingers dance meanly along the marks I left on him. He weeps not looking at her but at me.

"Bastard demons are so filthy, not even legitimate children" She says. She stands in the middle of the room staring at my worst nightmare. The torture room. She snaps her fingers again but this time the master of the room comes out with a whip. I find myself tied to the pole shirtless. I look up and see Minho. He's terrified. I grunt and scream as the whip hits my back over and over seemingly endless.

*Minho POV*

He lays breathing heavily and bleeding on the hot stone floor. It's just us and the guards. His body now has new scars on top of the old scars. With every passing second I am screaming for him to live and wake up. A mist starts filling the room and everything feels cold. A dark figure stands above Jisung. Death. I whimper weakly not wanting him to be taken. Death takes off his hood revealing a handsome man with warm eyes, snowy skin, and black hair with shaved sides. He bows to me not showing any emotion. He picks up Jisung and leans him against the cage.

"How could they do such a thing" He whispers.

"Don't take him" I cry quietly.

"You shouldn't be with him" He responds.

"What"

"We used to be together. About two hundred years ago, we were together. As punishment I was made the new Death. We never got to see each other. I think he forgot about me over time. You are different though, he loves you more than he ever did me" He says.

"Love?" 

"He loves you, so you have to protect him. Do what I never did and stay with him. I'm helping you"

"But you just said to leave him" I say.

"Stay with him up there, with the humans." he says before vanishing into nothing. Warmth fills the room once more and the cage unlocks.